I haven't told many people, but, since finals week, I've lost track of two very important items: my wedding band and my cell phone. Well, in straightening up my desk, I just found my wedding band buried in with some notes from The Paper That Ate my Brain. Yay! I've learned a valuable lesson - always put the ring in the same place every time I take it off. (I usually do this, but sometimes I don't. Because I'm the crown princess of chaos, I like to mix things up a bit, with predictably disasterous results.) I should try not to take it off, I know, but I'm a lefty and sometimes my ring finger needs a break.

Now to find that damn cell phone.